Chapter 1389: 1 Punch and 1 Monster

Zhuang Xiaodie knew from Zhang Zian's memory that he had practiced three-legged cat kung fu with that brown cat, but she just browsed briefly and blocked these memories as elves-related content, and never I didn't take it to heart. Because she looked down on these so-called kung fu from the bottom of her heart, thinking that it was nothing more than a form of exercise, similar to radio gymnastics, and the elf named Lao Cha was also the most overrated elf.

Under her astonished gaze, Zhang Zian took two steps forward, and smiled at them while moving his arms and legs: "What's the matter? Are you going up together, or one by one? In other words, is it a one-on-one fight or a group fight?"

"Pooh!"

The redhead spat. He wanted to show off, but he was stern, because Zhang Zian was too calm, he was not sure whether this person was really crazy or had some trump card.

"We Binhai Seven Heroes, we go together when we fight one, and we go together when we fight a thousand!" The yellow hair and the red hair are connected with each other, and they are afraid of capsized in the gutter.

Zhang Zian: "..." It's not an illusion this time, this sentence sounds familiar!

"Do it!"

The red hair rushed over immediately, raised his fist and hit Zhang Zian in the face.

From Zhang Zian's point of view, the red-haired body is full of flaws, and the posture of punching is also ridiculously awkward. Coupled with his thin body, let alone encountering a master fighter, even if he is fighting with an ordinary adult man who is not afraid of him , may not necessarily prevail. However, when ordinary people encounter this kind of situation, they are often timid before fighting, and just want to run away, and there are six companions waiting for the opportunity, and they can't concentrate on the red hair's movements.

When the red hair's fist was close at hand, Zhang Zian simply turned to the side, dodged his fist, and poked his feet to hook the red hair's calf, because he had already seen that the red hair's lower body was flimsy and all his strength was concentrated In the upper body, it is simply using the arms to exert force, instead of... using the body to exert force.

The redhead didn't pay attention to his feet at all, and because he exerted too much force, he tripped and fell heavily on the ground, staring at his eyes and excruciating pain all over his body. He couldn't get up for a long time.

"So now...the Six Immortals of Binhai, right?" Zhang Zian looked at the remaining six.

The remaining six people saw that the red hair was deflated as soon as it came up, so they raised their vigilance, and also learned the lesson of the red hair's excessive force, they gave each other a wink, and dispersed with a huff, evenly surrounding Zhang Zian, each at a distance of three inches from him. About meters, and approach slowly.

Of course Zhang Zian couldn't wait for them to get close to him. At that time, as long as they hugged each other, he would have to be beaten passively.

His body moved involuntarily, and he made a feint towards Huang Fa's face, then quickly turned around and kicked towards Zi Fa's lower abdomen - this may not be a fixed move, but fighting is always about adapting to the situation, aiming at the opponent's attack Flaws, attack in the most concise way.

This move was fine at first, and the movement was beautiful, but after kicking Zifa away, his old waist felt a dull pain, like the feeling of a person who has been sitting in an office for a long time suddenly exercising violently, which made his subsequent coherent movements uncontrollable. a stagnation.

When he was besieged, every second was precious. He could have dodged Lufa's next punch, but because of his movement, he could only watch helplessly as the fist hit him in the face.

In group fights, he didn't expect to get out unscathed, but anyway... at least don't be humiliated by this green turtle's fist!

I really can't figure out why some people are willing to dye their hair green. It must be that the green hair dye in the barber shop is unsalable that day!

Zhuang Xiaodie had ten thousand ways to help Zhang Zian block this punch, ranging from meteorites falling from the sky to green hair having a heart attack, but none of them seemed natural.

She was anxious and angry, if she hadn't acted blatantly, she really wanted to send all the guys in the way to the bottom of the sea to feed the fish.

At this moment, a fierce meow suddenly sounded from the courtyard wall next to the alley, and then a scorched yellow figure with black stripes descended from the sky, pulling out a series of blurred afterimages at such a fast speed, that they were impartial. Falling on the green-haired shoulders.

Zhang Zian was the closest, and when he took a closer look, it was a slightly old-fashioned Chinese raccoon cat. Although he was old, his movements were still nimble and nimble. When he stretched out his sharp claws and scratched hard, numbers appeared on the green-haired shoulders and neck. There was a deep bloodstain, and the pain made him cry for his father and mother, his body twisted into a twist, and he reached out to catch the raccoon cat behind him.

Lihuamao succeeded in one blow, and jumped towards the other person, and seemed to give Zhang Zian some kind of look in the air. He couldn't understand it, but he had a vague feeling of comprehension.

One person and one cat cooperate extremely tacitly, which is a tacit understanding that can only be obtained when they get along for a long time.

Seeing the appearance of the raccoon cat, Zhuang Xiaodie didn't know what it was like. She is used to Zhang Zian's elves breaking through barriers one after another to enter the dream world, and she still feels unwilling and humiliated, but the appearance of the raccoon cat made her feel relieved, and she was even a little glad that its appearance solved the problem for her. Difficulties... This is really a very contradictory psychology.

Although the cihuamao is strong and sensitive, it is still just a cat, without any special ability beyond the cat itself. Even so, with the dynamic eyesight that the cat clan is proud of, and the softness unique to the cat clan, it can survive in this world. They jumped back and forth between them, scratching here and there and kicking here and there, which successfully played a restraining role, harassing them into a dizzy state, while Zhang Zian took advantage of the gap and was responsible for making up the knife, quickly killing them all. All down.

Seven people with different hair colors lay on the ground, clutching different parts and howling.

In fact, Zhang Zian felt that his punches and kicks didn't have much strength. After being hit, he wouldn't lie down for a long time and couldn't stand up. For example, the redhead who was knocked down first should have been able to stand up long ago, but The redhead probably saw the situation was wrong and didn't want to be beaten again, so he simply pretended to be seriously injured and screamed louder than anyone else.

Zhuang Xiaodie originally thought that Zhang Zian would be with Lihuamao...reminiscing about the old days? But he was beyond her expectation again, he just simply hugged the cihuamao, and the cihuamao also made the same gesture of clapping its fists in return, then jumped up the courtyard wall and disappeared.

Facing her confusion, he casually smiled and said: "The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes meet by chance, and they draw their swords to help each other when the road is uneven. Where is there so much red tape?"

He took her hand again, "Let's go, the police should come later, let the police deal with them. It's a rare good time, I don't want to take notes in the police station."

"If you don't want to enter the police station, don't pretend, just run away." He said to the seven people on the ground.

Involuntarily, she was dragged forward by him again.